2017. január 2., hétfő

Rumi: Begin

This is now. Now is. Dont
postpone till then. Spend
the spark of iron on stone.
Sit at the head of the table;
dip your spoon in the bowl.
Seat yourself next to your joy
and have your awakened soul
pour wine. Branches in the
spring wind, easy dance of
jasmine and cypress. Cloth
for green robes has been cut
from pure absence. Youre
the tailor, settled among his
shop goods, quietly sewing.

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